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ALANI drove into my driveway last minute.I truly had a long meeting. I decided to send everyone home before we could conclude on everything, rescheduling the final meeting tomorrow.Her message did it for me. Reina had typed; ‘With all due respect, Mr King, do you really want to let your own son down today? I know you have work, I know it’s important to you and all, but you have a family.. a son back here too. He needs you. Nothing would make Ethan happier than seeing you tonight. I’m not trying to take anyone’s place like you always tell me. I’m only trying to help here. Ethan could heal so much faster if you’re by his side. You have to be here. We’re starting by 8pm. You can come in thirty minutes late? Or not. Just… please be here Sir. Please.’Had me bobbing my knee up and down under the table while everyone shared opinions and traded ideas. I got sick of pretending to listen at a point, that was when I called it a night.Stepping out of my SUV to hear her voice blessing a song

REINATHREE DAYS AFTER…I’m deep in sleep, snuggling into my duvet even more as the cold outside becomes more unbearable.Suddenly, my door creaks open. It’s quiet, slow. I snap my eyes open, high at alert. I don’t expect the figure that walks into the room, clad in only boxers that outline a very hard dick.Alan stands by the door for long seconds, watching me as closely as I watch him. His hair is a rough, yet sexy pile on his head, and his upper body is a taunt at me, religiously defined. Alan’s gray eyes glisten with mischief and I just lie there, my pussy fluttering at just the sight of him.I haven’t really had time to think of sex before… not until I met Alan. Now I think of sex all the time. What it would feel like to have a man like Alan situated between my legs, fucking me to the point of no return.Okay, maybe not to that point, but.“S-Sir?”“Tell me to leave. Do the right thing and send me out, Reina.” His voice alone travels all the way to my center, and I hate myself in

REINAThere’s a crazy storm outside. Thunder cracks loudly every two to three minutes, and I can practically hear the rain hit the ground. Ethan snuggles to my side, his eyes tightly squeezed shut, even if he’s slept off minutes ago. Maybe over an hour now. He ran into my room as soon as the rain started by 6pm and refused to go back to his room unless I came with him. So I did, and now we’re snuggled up against each other, him sleeping while I lie to watch the ceiling.Sleep has refused to come, no matter how hard I try. And I’ve tried. Hell, I’ve counted the ceiling an unhealthy number of times, just to tire my brain out. Just succeeded in making me a little dizzy, but that was that. Sighing, I tilt my head to the side so I can study Ethan as he sleeps. My fingers caress his eyelids, trying to get him to relax. He reminds me of Tee, who is no doubt holed up in Grammy’s room right now like the chicken he is, pretending that he’s there to see if she’s okay, but in reality, he’s the on

REINAI try to extract my hand from the man’s hold. I think Alan called him Santi. He should be married, right? Why’s he asking if I’d like a drink later? ‘Go drink that stuff with your wife.’ That’s exactly what I would have yelled at him if I had enough balls.I turn to Alan for help but his gaze is on Santi’s hand and mine intertwined together. The look in his eyes is so feral, but unlike before, I don’t feel butterflies in my stomach. I feel terror. The kind that can’t be described by animals or insects because it’s the exact look I saw in his eyes that night when he had that woman on her knees. When he turned every inch of her skin red with his hits.Is he that angry with me now? Am I next?My train of thoughts are cut short when I hear Jeff behind me,“Damn, I think it’s really cruel that the party started without me, guys.”Santi’s hand loosens around mine and I use the opportunity to completely snatch my hand out of his grip. He flashes his fake, gold teeth at Jeff.“My man! D

ALANI don’t stop her as she walks off with Jeff who makes everything fucking worse by placing a hand on the small of her back. I’m sure they’re both taunting me, and me? I’m fucking taunted.She’s wearing absolutely nothing. Reina could be stark fucking naked if a rope on that bikini just snaps. How can she agree to wear that? I won’t lie, it’s a bit more decent than what almost every other woman here has on, but Reina is sexier than every other goddamn woman here.Her tits always kill me first. They’re full and pointy at the same fucking time, and whenever I see them out in the open like that, I can only imagine one thing—holding them in my hands and showing her the dark side of me I’ve always felt too dark for her. The side I’ve always concluded she can’t handle.I want to tell myself she’s asking for it with that perfectly smooth, soft bum peeking out of those panties but I also know I have to get her spoken consent first anyways, no matter how much I want to punish her right now.